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“No You’re going to need money and I won’t be with you Take it”

“Fine But I don’t plan on spending much”

Kissing ain “Mine,” he calls out as he closes the door

We arrive on Providenciales and try to flag down a cab, which is not an easy feat After a few attempts, we are rewarded with a ride

“The Windsong resort, please,” Miranda tells the driver He nods and takes off His driving is rehts, weaving in between cars, and alm

ost hitting a pedestrian while rab on to the holy-shit-bar atop theand hold on tight

“I wonder who’s perforht,” Amanda muses aloud as we slide across the seats from our daredevil cabby’s turns

“Perforht it was a club”

“It is, but not the kind of club you’re thinking,” Miranda tells me “Sometimes it’s a comedy act, others times it’s a band or orchestra”

“I’ for musical,” Amanda says

“Either way, it’s hoetup and down

Our driver gets us to our destination quickly and in one piece Miranda reaches over the seat to pay the driver as we exit the car

The resort is gorgeous, but everything in Turks and Caicos is gorgeous We follow Miranda behind the hotel reception entrance to The Havana Club

“We’re early The show doesn’t start until nine-thirty,” Amanda says

“That gives us more time to drink,” Miranda counters